The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 19

Chapter 19: Chapter 19: The Door She Didn’t Want to Open

Selene’s POV

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More giggles followed from the table behind me.

I didn’t answer.

I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, stood up slowly, and carried my tray toward the washing counter.

"Aw, come on," the other one cooed, following behind. "Don’t be so cold. We just wanted to know how it felt—being dragged like that in front of everyone. Or is the new slave mark too sore to talk about?"

I paused. My hand tightened around the tray, the metal groaning faintly under my grip. I turned with a calm gaze.

"You should go back to your table," I said softly, my voice was low and steady.

She blinked, clearly not expecting a response.

"Oh? And if I don’t?"

I took a slow step forward.

"I don’t bite unless you try to rip my skin first," I said quietly. "But if you do... I won’t stop at a warning."

Her throat bobbed as she swallowed.

"Don’t—don’t think you’re special just because Alpha Luca didn’t punish you," she said with a sneer.

"Lana! the head maid is still unconscious, you know...right?" someone shouted from the kitchen door.

The girl went pale.

second, and her lips parted in panic. She looked around as if realizing just how

a simple smile—one that quietly agreed with the man from the

said, I see you now. And next time, I

glare over her shoulder. Her hips swayed as she walked away, the exaggerated

Even in those trying

my tray in silence,

to mess. And the

from there and headed to report

apron, and a soft-bristled broom. There was no cruel smirk on her face, no mocking tone like the previous maids. She simply said

clean the private chambers of the Alphas today," she stated

hands froze around

The private chambers.

is the very core of the Duskdraven estate. The personal space of the quadruplet Alphas. Sacred territory where only trusted staff were ever permitted to

understand—but the question died before it reached my lips.

were stern but fair. She didn’t watch me with hatred. If anything, she barely looked at me at all. Maybe she didn’t even

my chest tightened. I swallowed hard and gave

group of omega maids gathered near the central garden. Their voices were low at first—then one of them squealed, unable to contain

hear? The heir to the throne is

You mean

early to personally attend and stay in the estate until the

I hope we catch a glimpse of him. Can you imagine? The royal

corridor like sharp glass

The heir to the throne is arriving

left my lungs in a painful rush. My fingers curled tightly around the broomstick until my knuckles turned white. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t

drained from my

here. Not

uglier when they spotted the fresh uniform I wore. Their eyes dragged across the fabric with unmistakable jealousy. I didn’t understand why. The clothes weren’t luxurious. But their glares burned with

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